Chapter 7

After all, the big hands with clear bones turned the steering wheel, and the car drove forward rapidly. Su Ziyue looked at his handsome side face for a long time before recovering: "The car..."

"Someone will fix it."

...

Civil Affairs Bureau.

"Fill in the form first, and then go over there to take pictures..."

"Smile, come closer..."

"..."

It wasn't until Su Ziyue walked out of the gate of the Civil Affairs Bureau holding a freshly baked red book that she belatedly turned her head to look at the mysterious and charming Qin Muchen in black.

"Are you willing to marry me?"

Qin Mu's eyes darkened, and he asked with great interest, "Can you force me?"

Doubt flashed across Su Ziyue's face, and her voice was a little cold: "Do you know what kind of person I am? Yesterday at Yuhuang Palace, what they said was true. My mother died tragically when she gave birth to me, and my father is in prison. , I even had an abortion in high school!"

She almost said these words with malice, wanting to see Qin Muchen's face that was as motionless as a mountain collapsed in front of him, a sudden change of expression appeared.

However, he just smiled meaningfully, and his dark eyes were as deep as swirls: "I don't know anything else, but whether you have had an abortion or not, I know much better than them."

After speaking, the smile on his lips widened.

"You..." Su Ziyue suddenly understood what was happening, his face flushed red.

Qin Mushen watched with satisfaction that she was so blocked that she could not speak, and stretched out his long hand to wrap around her shoulder: "Let's go, Mrs. Qin, it's time for us to go home."

Su Ziyue glanced at the hand that was wantonly placed on her shoulder, and the anger on her face remained: "Take your hand away!"

She is not used to touching the opposite sex, let alone an unfamiliar opposite sex.

Qin Mu Shen san let go, and forced her to get into Su Ziyue's car.

"What are you doing here?" Su Ziyue looked at the big man sitting in the car, frowning again and again with his pretty brows.

Qin Mu raised the marriage certificate in Yang's hand: "Of course I'm going to your house."

Seeing that Su Ziyue was silent, Qin Muchen leaned over and leaned in front of her, his eyes seemed to have seen everything: "Don't you think I agreed to marry you just to get this marriage certificate?"

Su Ziyue leaned back a little guilty, leaning her back against the car window, her clothes were a little thin, and she felt a little cold.

She didn't know why Qin Muchen agreed to get the certificate with him. Anyway, she just wanted this marriage certificate, not really wanting to be husband and wife with him.

However, looking at Qin Mushen's insightful eyes, she could only lie without blushing and heartbeat: "No."

"That's good."

As Qin Mu said, he raised his hand, as if he wanted to touch her face, but Su Ziyue turned aside, making his hand empty.

Qin Mu withdrew his hand with a serious expression.

The corners of Su Ziyue's lips curled up slightly, and she felt like she was letting out a bad breath.

After thinking for a while, he said, "Shouldn't I live in your house when I'm married?"

"I don't have a house in Yunzhou City." Qin Mushen closed his eyes slightly, leaned back with his whole body, and couldn't hear any emotions in his voice.

No house, car is borrowed?

Su Ziyue turned her head and looked at Qin Muchen carefully again. I couldn't tell what brand the clothes were wearing, but they were of good quality. They were not cheap at first glance, and they had an outstanding temperament...

No matter how you look at it, you don't look very poor!

But it doesn't look like he's lying.

So, her flash marriage husband is actually a man without money, car, or house?

Su Ziyue gritted her teeth, she didn't care, at worst she raised him for a while, and divorced him when she got back the shares.

Su Ziyue took Qin Mushen back to her bachelor apartment.

The house with two bedrooms and one living room is not big, enough for one person, but it is a bit crowded for two people living together.

Su Ziyue opened the door and went in first. After groping for a while, she finally found a pair of men's slippers, and put them neatly in front of Qin Muchen: "Put them on!"

Qin Muchen lowered his head and glanced at the men's slippers in front of him. He didn't speak, but lowered his eyelids, took off his shoes and walked around.

Seeing Qin Muchen's back, Su Ziyue was a little puzzled. She lowered her head and glanced at the pair of slippers. She was slow to realize that she was a single woman, and she had prepared a pair of men's slippers!